11

Aika woke up to satisfaction, soreness, and the echoes of multiple orgasms still working their way through her system. She couldn't remember ever feeling this good, this fulfilled, this content. Then she noticed that she was resting in somebody's lap, and that somebody had a semi-erect cock pressed against her cheek by accident. A hand was stroking her hair as well. The events that led up to her losing consciousness started coming back to her. Summoning that absolute stud of a devil, giving herself to him completely, the gorgeous cock that her head now rested on, and the orgasm-inducing way he treated her. It was like some of the smut she wrote had come to life.

She noticed that she could feel her new master in the back of her mind. His own satisfaction and amusement echoing through a bond that certainly wasn't there before. Her hand instinctively went to the spot above her womb, feeling the ink there that was in a pattern she instantly knew represented her master. Tracing her fingers along the ink was soothing in a way that was hard to categorize.

"So, Aika? Any regrets?" Her master asked.

"No, not in the slightest. This feels… well it's hard to describe but it feels right," Aika replied.

"I'm glad. Unfortunately though, we can't stay here cuddling for the rest of the day. I'm expected back soon, and you should probably get cleaned up before going out in public. In fact, here, allow me."

Her master did something and she instantly felt as refreshed and clean as she did after a long shower and an orgasm or two.

"Master? What did you just do?" Aika asked, curiously.

"Master?" He chuckled. "Well I guess I didn't get the chance to tell you my name. It's Taylor. You can call me that, master, or whatever your lewd heart desires. As for the spell? It's just a little magic I whipped up."

Aika felt like she was experiencing mental whiplash. Permission to call her master whatever she wanted? Magic was real? That second thing really shouldn't have been a surprise given that she had summoned her master in the first place, but it still was. In the heat of the moment, examining everything that was happening and all their implications fell by the wayside.

"Can anybody do magic?" Aika asked meekly, like she almost didn't want to hear the answer to her own question.

"Yeah, actually. Humans have their own magic system that anybody can access with enough practice and talent. Of course, it's way easier if you have someone who knows what they're doing to teach you. You won't have to worry about any of that. When you made yourself mine, I made sure your magic talent and power would be second to none. I also took the opportunity to remove limits on your potential and made you sexier and lewder as a side note."

Joy raced through Aika's veins. Her master had made her useful! She didn't have to worry about not being good enough to stay by his side, because he had already ensured that she was. All she had to do was practice and give it her best effort and she would grow stronger.

"Oh, thank you master! Will you teach me everything I need to know to stay by your side?" Aika said. She was hesitant to ask so much of her master, but she didn't really have any other options. She didn't even know the supernatural existed until today, let alone know a magician that would teach her their skills.

Her master chuckled. "I'll certainly give you everything I know, but I'm afraid that I'm almost as much of a beginner as you are." Her master's words were accompanied by a surge of information through their Bond. Aika distractedly devoured the information, even as she processed what her master's words meant. He was a new devil, not the devil. And that meant she didn't have as far to go to stand by his side as she first thought. It also showed her master in a more human light than before. She felt closer to her master, just knowing that he wouldn't have all the answers.

They spent the rest of their time in the storage shed practicing magic. Her master would describe a spell, translating it from the devil's form of magic into a more human-accessible form, then Aika would try and recreate the effect. Her master seemed extra proud when she didn't just copy the spell 1:1, but instead put her own spin on it. So she strived to do that as much as she could. She learned to teleport, move small or large objects, reinforce her body, and various small scale attack spells to help keep her safe.

Never before had Aika felt so satisfied. She had proof that her master cared about her, valued her safety, and wanted her to succeed. She had an extraordinary talent in something, because her master made sure of it. She had someone to give her everything to. Even in the future, looking back on this day, picking up that flyer and believing what it said was the best decision she ever made.